It’s a strange December~ Very wet but not that cold until yesterday. Mornings I wear my distressed biker boots, the ones I’ve bought during a recent trip in the US, the ones I’ve fallen in love the very first moment I saw them 😉 and dive into the wet grass with no fear and no...

Chestnuts and mushrooms and pomegranates are three good reasons to love fall. Especially chestnuts. A few weeks ago we decided to set off for a long weekend to a traditional village 350 kilometers northern of Athens, a small place of 500 inhabitants, where my husband, let’s call him Mr. BeardMan, used to spend...

My grandmother’s name was Nina. She was born in Smyrna in 1912 and fled with her family to Greece four years later, during the Minor Asia destruction in 1922. She’s gone through a lot and she has become a hard woman, as all women in matriarchal Greek societies have been. And while she was difficult...

Yesterday I decided to take a day off work and drive to my paradise to take care of the garden before winter hits, to weed the flower beds, do all the pruning of the jasmine tree, the bougainvilleas, the laurels, the rose trees, the ivy and the plumbagos. So, just after the early morning school...